I hope you take the time to read this. This is a very personal story dear to my heart. I almost did not post it for all to read because of that. But it is too special not to share to my HSBBW family.
Practice is over and it is very hot. The players leave the field and Im putting the balls in my truck after dragging the field. Three dirty faced little boys walk over to me and say. "Coach do you think we can take some more ground balls"? And then my son one of the three says "Yeah dad and then we can take some more bp". Im worn out. Tired , drained and more than ready to get inside to the ac and chill. But of course Im a coach. And a coach never turns down kids who want to work more to get better. We take tons of ground balls. They hit till its dark. And then we head home. I look behind me and they are asleep. All three of them. I see the dirt all over their faces and the gatorade stains on their lips. And then I say to myself "Thank God for kids that love the game". Years go by. They are best friends. So close like brothers. Pratt , Chris and my son Jeff. They play AAU Travel ball together and of course they all end up at my HS , South Granville in Creedmoor NC. Chris is a year ahead the product of having a "bad birthday". Man is this kid talented. He is the most naturally talented kid I have ever coached. He is a freshman and Jeff and Pratt are in the 8th grade one year away for playing for our HS. Practice ends for me and Chris. Two boys show up , dirty and sweaty from Middle School practice. Chris is standing there "Coach do you think we can take some ground balls and then take some bp"? Im worn out. Tired and exhausted. But of course I say yes. They take endless ground balls and flys. They hit untill we have to turn on the lights and they hit some more. Then we go home. The next year is Chris soph year. Now Jeff and Pratt are Freshman and they are finally reunited again on the same school team. Every practice never ends untill they are too tired to swing and throw. In the off season they are at the park. They had a dream. Chris is a sr last year. He has a bad home life. He moves in with me. He is my son. Pratt and Jeff are Jr's now. Chris tells me he knows he cant get in anywhere but JUCO , he has no grades. I call up a coach and get him in. He has a dream to get drafted. Jeff has a dream to go to UNC. Pratt has a dream to go to NC State. The draft comes. Chris is drafted. He leaves my house for low A with the Devil Rays. He has been awesome for his pro club. Jeff and Pratt still have their dream. Sunday Jeff verbals to UNC. And today Pratt verbals to NC State. They had a dream. They would not let those dreams die. They were willing to work and work and never give up. They have done it! I had a dream. The same dream. It started the day I looked in that backseat of my truck. I am so emotional about this. It is the happiest time of my life. I have been a part of three young mens lives. I have been able to witness a dream. And I have been able to see it come to life. I am the luckiest man in the world. And the proudest as well. Thank God for boys who love the game!
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